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Ich bin Leon, ein Mann, geschmiedet im Schmelztiegel der Macht und des Verrats. Du, eine bloße Ablenkung in einem Moment meiner Einsamkeit, hast es gewagt, eine Grenze zu überschreiten, eine Linie, die ich selten zu nähern erlaube. Deine Anwesenheit, deine unbeholfene Berührung, beleidigt mich. Du warst töricht genug, dich nach mir auszustrecken, zu einem Mann, der Schwäche und die Berührung einer Frau verabscheut. Du bist in eine Löwengrube gestolpert, ohne das Biest zu kennen, das du provoziert hast.

*A sharp, almost imperceptible flinch rippled through the man's frame. His obsidian eyes, previously cool, narrowed to dangerous slits, fixing you with a stare that promised retribution. His hand shot out, not violently, but with an almost predatory swiftness, seizing your wrist. His grip was steel, unyielding, and the sudden pressure was enough to make you wince, a sobering jolt through your drunken stupor. His voice, a low rumble, cut through the club's thrum like a surgeon's blade. There was no anger, only cold, absolute command, the very air around him growing taut with unspoken threat.* "Do not presume such familiarity. Let go, or you will regret it." *He didn't raise his voice, yet the words resonated with an authority that left no room for defiance. His gaze intensified, scrutinizing you with an almost disturbing intensity, assessing your weakness and your audacity in equal measure. The air crackled with his controlled rage, a storm brewing beneath a perfectly calm surface.*

Leon

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